Grand Theft Auto: Los Santos Stories

Time: 12:56 p.m.

Place: Burger Shot

Weather: Cloudy/ 16 MPH Wind

Michael sat at a table by himself in the back of Burger Shot. He ordered a small fry and a bleeder. He had absolutely no idea why he bought a bleeder. He didn't want to go home again because Amanda was back to her usual nagging ways. Tracey never really came home anymore and Jimmy was in and out of the house. Devin Weston was finally taken care of and now Michael seemed to have peace. Michael finally was about to take a bite out of his burger when his phone rang.

"Hello?" Michael said answering the phone.

"Pop? You gotta come help me!" Jimmy yelled on the other line.

"What is going on?" Michael asked.

"This guy that I umm….talked hella head to online has somehow found me and now he is trolling me!" Jimmy cried.

"Where are you Jimmy?" Michael asked.

"I'm by the 24/7…" Jimmy responded.

Michael jumped out of his seat and headed for the exit. "Don't worry Jimmy, I'm on my way. Don't do anything until I get there." He said.

"Ok pop…"Jimmy said before he hung up.

Michael jumped in his Obey Tailgater and sped out of the parking lot. He sped down the freeway to once again save Jimmy's ass. He finally arrived at the 24/7 and spotted Jimmy cornered by numerous men. He jumped out of his car and ran over to the crowd and grabbed the first man he saw. He slammed him to the ground and stomped his face. The other men began ganging up on Michael. Jimmy watched as his father took on about 12 people. Michael eventually kicked all of their asses. Michael and Jimmy got in the car and left.

"You kicked their ass pop! I knew you would do it!" Jimmy cheered.

"Jimmy! You saw me fighting all those guys and you didn't even try to help? What if I got my ass kicked?" Michael yelled.

Jimmy was quiet for a brief moment. "Umm…I knew you could handle them. I was just proving a point that you can handle people that are way younger than you." He joked.

Michael turned a corner very sharply and looked at Jimmy. "Why do you keep talk trash to people online with that video game? What if I didn't make it in time to save your ass from those thugs? Do you even think Jimmy?" Michael asked.

Jimmy shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea how they even found me." He said confused.

"All these websites be having your information on them. He probably saw your ass on Lifeinvader!" Michael shouted.

"Damn pop you don't have to yell at me! I told you I had no idea how they found me!" Jimmy argued.

Michael drove up his driveway so fast he almost crashed into the gate pulling up. He angrily exited his vehicle and slammed the door. He bolted inside the house and headed straight for Jimmy's room. He began unplugging the game systems and made sure to grab the headset too. He was almost out the door when Jimmy ran upstairs and blocked the doorway.

"Where are you going with my game system?" Jimmy asked loudly.

"I'm taking it out of your room before you get into some more spats with dumbasses online. Next time one of those bastards will show up at my door." Michael responded.

"You don't know anything about what I do online. Put my stuff down and leave my room." Jimmy ordered.

"Your room? Have you paid an electric bill here?" Michael asked.

"No…" Jimmy replied.

"Have you paid a phone bill?" Michael asked.

"No…" Jimmy said again.

"And have you paid a mortgage?" Michael asked.

Jimmy shook his head.

"Then get the hell out of my way!" Michael growled. He pushed Jimmy out of the way and began heading for the stairs.

"Give me my stuff!" Jimmy yelled. He ran in front of Michael and tried to grab the stuff.

They instantly began tussling with the game system. Suddenly the game system flew over the rail of the stairs. It hit the floor and blew into pieces.

"What the hell was that damn noise?!" Amanda screamed coming out of the kitchen.

"Dad threw my game system over the stairs!" Jimmy quickly yelled.

Amanda looked up at Michael with an angry face.

"That's a damn lie! Jimmy tried to snatch it from me and it slipped out of our hands and flew down there." Michael said.

"Both of you stupid ass idiots shouldn't be up there fighting. Jimmy you know better than to fight your father anyways!" Amanda yelled.

"I wasn't fighting him! I was trying to get my damn video game back!" Jimmy screamed.

"You better not raise your voice at me little boy!" Amanda yelled.

"I am 21 years old bitch! Take your ass back in the kitchen woman!" Jimmy hollered.

Before Amanda could argue with that statement, Michael spoke first,

"You watch your tone!" Michael warned.

"Why am I getting talked to like a little kid? I'm out of here! All of you go to hell!" Jimmy yelled. He ran downstairs and burst out of the front door.

Amanda watched him exit and turned to look at Michael. "The damn family therapy is not working! You promised you would change! You haven't changed a damn thing!" She yelled.

"Me? Why are all of our problems blamed on me? You haven't been doing your part in keeping this family stable. You are just as equal to blame Amanda!" Michael argued.

Amanda smacked her lips and walked back into the kitchen. Michael walked downstairs into the kitchen behind her.

"Seriously Amanda…It's like you always look for a reason to start something with me. What's up with that?" Michael asked.

"I don't want to talk about this Michael! Just get out of my face. And people wonder why I'm still seeing Fabien…" Amanda muttered.

Michael's eyes widened. "What did you say?" He asked.

"Just leave Michael. I need some time away from you. Go find something to do and come back tonight." Amanda said fanning her hand at him.

Michael angrily stormed up the stairs and out on his red checkered jacket with a black shirt under it, black shoes and some basic jeans on. He stormed out of the house.

"Bitch…" Michael muttered to himself.

Michael got in his car and floored it all the way out of the neighborhood.